I wish to be colored in red again. A red so passionate and so bright like my love was..
Not many years ago, I left all my life behind. My blood left me all alone in this neighborhood of so many wonders.
Not many decades ago, I was welcomed with vermillion on my head and yellows in my hand, not many decades ago I was loved by a man of so much honours.
My hands used to be filled with a new story that faded away very soon, every step I took had a melody of it's own. The hallway of our Kingdom was filled with a laugh of so much warmth.
With a veil always covering my beauty, i looked at him. His gaze would be as sharp as that of a wise man, I wondered why he called me his. We shared nothing in...